The German mind, may it live! Almost invisible as a mind, it finally manifests itself assertively as a conviction.

In Germany, a certain artistic sense is fairly common, but the artist's sense is foreign there.

There is one privilege we'll never lose; currently it's called nationality. It means that everyone was born somewhere, which is infact self-evident.

Caution is the daughter of circumspection, but she tends to outgrow her mother.

What is done for the children is doubly beneficial, since their success, obvious to everyone, educates the parents as well.

I notice well that one stray step from the habitual path leads irresistibly into a new direction. Life moves forward, it never reverses its course.

Jealousy is a grievous passion that jealously seeks what causes grief.